39: Chapter 39: Qian Daoliu, what exactly are you trying to do?

In the study of the Supreme Pontiff Palace, a woman sat quietly.

She was dressed in a pale purple court gown that outlined her perfect figure, complex and luxurious, yet not lacking in majesty.

Her smooth, beautiful hair was carefully coiled into a high chignon, with a few strands falling beside her cheeks, adding a touch of mature charm.

Her face was a beauty sufficient to topple the World; her features were as exquisite as if carefully carved by a Divine Craftsman, and her skin emitted a luster like cold jade under the lamplight.

However, what was most soul-stirring were her eyes—deep, pale purple orbs, like amethysts covered in moonlight, breathtakingly beautiful, yet cold and indifferent, devoid of any warmth, as if they could swallow any gaze that dared to pry into her heart.

The temperament she exuded was one of nobility that transcended the mortal World, yet it carried a bottomless, abyss-like loneliness and the majesty of one who controls everything.

In one hand, she held a pure white quill, its tip hovering over the open files; her other hand rested elegantly on the armrest, and her long legs were crossed. Her posture appeared lazy and casual, yet it contained unquestionable authority.

She was focused on reviewing the archives; the entire study was filled only with the rustling sound of the quill across the paper and the faint crackling of the candle flame.

Suddenly, the heavy door of the study was silently pushed open a crack. A figure slid in quietly like a ghost and knelt on one knee in the shadows before the desk.

The person who entered wore the attire of a high-ranking member of the Spirit Hall; his face was handsome and feminine—it was none other than Chrysanthemum Douluo, Yue Guan.

"Pope." Yue Guan's voice was suppressed very low, carrying respect.

The quill in Bibi Dong's hand did not pause, and she did not even lift her eyes, merely emitting a cold syllable from her nose: "Hmm?"

"When the High Priest and the Young Lady returned, they brought two children back with them," Yue Guan replied.

"Two children?"

Hearing this, Bibi Dong stopped her movements, lifted her head to look at the man below, and asked in a cold tone: "What children?"

"I am not sure."

Yue Guan shook his head and replied: "Your subordinate only just found out as well, but I feel that those who can catch the eye of the High Priest and the Young Lady shouldn't be too bad. After all, just a moment ago, the Young Lady and the High Priest gave them tens of thousands of gold coins."

Hearing this, Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and she instantly became interested, asking: "What do they want the gold coins for?"

"They purchased two pieces of ten-thousand-year-level whale glue. As for their purpose, this subordinate does not know," Yue Guan answered honestly and respectfully.

When he saw this scene earlier, he was also very curious. After all, the utility of whale glue was truly too limited; otherwise, this ten-thousand-year-level whale glue would not have remained unsold for so long.

One must know that no matter the era or the World, there is never a shortage of wealthy people. Unless the item has no use, otherwise, ordinary people wouldn't even be able to purchase it, and they wouldn't even let others know about the information.

"Alright, I understand. You may go," Bibi Dong shook her head slightly and waved her hand to indicate he could leave.

Yue Guan bowed respectfully once more, then turned and left the study, closing the door behind him.

After Yue Guan left, Bibi Dong stood up, walked to the window, clasped her hands behind her back, and looked towards the direction of the Elder Hall with her beautiful eyes.

"Qian Daoliu, what exactly are you trying to do?"

A moment later, Bibi Dong frowned slightly. Deep within her beautiful eyes, a flash of black light flickered, and even the surrounding burning candles turned black because of it, appearing extremely eerie.

...

The silence of three hours was finally broken.

Qian Renxue's long, thick eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and then she suddenly opened her eyes.

Those purple eyes, which seemed to gather the galaxy, first flashed with the bewilderment of just waking up, but were instantly replaced by an unprecedented clarity and sense of power.

She sat up almost immediately and looked down at her hands. Beneath her fair, delicate skin, it seemed as if molten gold luster was flowing, and a surging, vast power of blood and energy rushed and stirred through her limbs and bones, making her feel as if a primordial beast was awakening within her nine-year-old body!

Every bone seemed to have been tempered a thousand times, emitting a faint yet powerful hum.

Every meridian seemed to have been widened and reinforced, becoming incredibly tough, sufficient to accommodate an even more surging torrent of Soul Power.

The density and vitality of her flesh and blood had also significantly improved, bringing a wondrous sensation of unparalleled lightness and robustness coexisting.

"This feeling..."

Qian Renxue clenched her fists in disbelief, her knuckles emitting crisp popping sounds, and a sense of power far exceeding before welled up spontaneously.

She tried to circulate her Soul Power; the Soul Power surged through her strengthened meridians like a river, unprecedentedly smooth and thick!

"Xiao Jing... he didn't lie to me! The effect of this whale glue... is actually this heaven-defying!" Huge surprise and excitement instantly overwhelmed her; her pretty face flushed with excitement, and her eyes sparkled with brilliant light.

This personal experience confirmed the authenticity of Lu Jing and Wang Donger's identity as "visitors from the future" more powerfully than any words!

"Grandfather! I want to tell Grandfather!" Qian Renxue excitedly threw off the thin quilt, her bare feet ready to jump off the bed, eager to share this huge piece of good news with her closest person.

However, the moment her feet touched the cold floor, an extremely discordant, even "pungent" sour and rancid odor suddenly drilled into her nostrils.

Qian Renxue's movements instantly froze, and her small, pert nose wrinkled subconsciously.

She turned her head in confusion, trying to find the source of the odor—there was nothing unusual in the luxurious and tidy bedchamber.

She lifted her arm in confusion and leaned in to sniff herself.

"Ugh..." The next second, Qian Renxue's pretty face instantly flushed bright red, like a ripe peach, as that flush of excitement was quickly replaced by shame and embarrassment.

The source was actually herself!

Body tempering and marrow cleansing! While the massive essence of the whale glue was transforming her physique, it also acted like the most domineering detergent, "squeezing" out all the impurities, filth, and toxins deposited deep within her flesh and bone marrow over many years!

At this moment, the surface of her skin, which was originally clean and flawless and emitted a faint cold fragrance, was covered in a thin, sticky layer of grayish-black sweat, emitting an unbearable odor.

"Oh my god..." Qian Renxue was so ashamed she almost wanted to jump up on the spot.

As the Young Lady of the Spirit Hall and a descendant of the angels, she had always been the embodiment of holiness and nobility; when had she ever been in such a disheveled state?

Especially when she thought about how she had just intended to run out to see her grandfather like this, and might even bump into other people... she simply wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into!

Shame and annoyance instantly overwhelmed her excitement.

Whatever reporting to her grandfather, whatever verifying the future, all were thrown to the back of her mind!

Qian Renxue turned around without hesitation, her fingers flying; her movements carried a hint of panic yet still did not lose elegance as she untied the ribbon at her waist.

That expensive pale gold long dress, like shed butterfly wings, was discarded onto the carpet by her somewhat hurriedly.

The pair of exquisite golden high heels on her feet were also kicked off casually, making a crisp sound.

At this moment, she had no time to worry about external things.

The young girl's flawless, budding, and exquisite body was exposed in the air; moonlight shone through the window onto her skin, which was as delicate as porcelain but stained with filth, forming a strange scene where holiness and embarrassment were intertwined.

However, Qian Renxue's gaze did not linger on her own beauty at all; her brows were tightly furrowed, and her jade-like bare feet stepped on the cold floor, but the slight chill could not dispel the urgency she felt to wash herself clean immediately.

The direction of the bathroom was on the inside; she strode forward with her long, shapely legs without hesitation, her white jade-like bare feet stepping quickly towards the bathroom door inlaid with gemstones, moving lightly and silently, yet carrying a hint of dishevelment driven by the odor.

"Splash—"

Accompanying the clear sound of flowing water, warm water vapor soon began to mist over, blurring the frosted glass door of the bathroom.

One could only vaguely see a slender figure standing eagerly under the showerhead, letting the warm water wash over her body, rinsing away that layer of embarrassing filth and odor.